Huayu 2005: Chat groups are full of real celebrities

Chapter 18 One Thought of Making Things Difficult, One Thought of Expectation

He was so angry he wanted to curse.

The beautiful woman with freckles in front of me looks like a fairy who has stepped out of a painting at first glance. She is harmless and as clean as if she were filtered.

But as soon as you touch it—

It immediately changed its flavor.

They have more tricks up their sleeves than a sieve.

Bargaining prices for songs, getting discounts when paying, and having Zhu Yiwen test the waters first when meeting someone.

Now when we talk about cooperation, they just go along with the conversation and then suddenly turn around and impose conditions.

Clean and neat.

Not at all long-winded.

The poster has truly come to life.

He awkwardly withdrew his hand, which had been frozen in mid-air, and wished he could slap himself.

"Serves you right for being so cheeky and bragging."

"Don't pretend to be a business operator."

That's mobile.

Even if Guo Jian's father has a strong hand, he can't make decisions with just a few words.

After a two-second pause, he began to try and salvage the situation, his tone noticeably softer, but he was still holding on:

"Yifei, you know how long and tedious the bidding process is for companies like China Mobile."

Our business is time-sensitive.

Besides, when I'm negotiating collaborations, I need a proper storefront, don't I?

How about this collaboration...?

Liu Yifei's smile was so radiant, revealing four white teeth (Jiang Bei specifically counted them):

"I believe in you, you can do it!"

Jiangbei: "..."

At that moment, he was truly speechless.

This is not trust.

This is "precise counter-blocking".

Her words, translated, mean:

I pretended not to hear the difficulties you just mentioned, but the responsibility still lies with you.

Zhu Yiwen, standing next to him, was so choked up that his shoulders were shaking.

He lowered his head, his lips twitching wildly.

My inner monologue is already exploding:

"These two are such a pair of clowns!"

One dares to boast, the other dares to praise.

Even idol dramas aren't this exciting.

Jiangbei took a deep breath.

He knew he couldn't back down any further.

To back down again would be to admit defeat.

So he switched lines directly, ignoring procedures and risks, focusing only on results.

"OK."

He raised his hand, directly switching the topic back.

"How are the endorsement fees calculated?"

The rhythm instantly shifted from "psychological tug-of-war" back to "commercial consideration".

The air itself seemed to change as well.

Liu Yifei tilted her head slightly, as if she had already prepared her answer, and spoke in a very soft tone.

"I recently took on the role in 'Perfect World'."

"Two years, 1.5 million."

"Let's go with this standard."

Jiangbei gasped in shock.

Goodness, she truly lives up to her reputation as a fairy goddess.

In today's world, that price would definitely place you among the top-tier celebrities.

His eyes darted around: "What about commission?"

Liu Yifei looked at him, almost without pausing, her voice as soft as if she were talking about the weather:

"I only want one hundred, you can read the rest in the newspaper!"

Jiang Bei tentatively asked, "What if we can't reach an agreement? What about our cooperation...?"

He deliberately slowed down his speech, wanting to leave himself an out for cooperation.

Liu Yifei, however, didn't respond to his comment:

"Then let's just collaborate on the music and the script."

"Fifty thousand for a song, you won't regret it!"

Jiangbei was almost laughing in anger.

This isn't about cooperation; it's about laying out all the paths and then letting you choose a "version you can't escape."

He breathed a sigh of relief and finally admitted it.

"OK."

He stood up, clapped his hands, as if to bring the tug-of-war to a close.

"Then wait for my news."

When he said those words, he knew very well that the initiative had been gradually taken away from him.

Across from her, Liu Yifei didn't say much. She simply stood up and straightened the wrinkles in her clothes. Her movements were casual, yet they inexplicably carried a sense of ritual, as if "the negotiations were over."

That's all for today.

"We'll practice the song again tomorrow."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and glanced at Zhu Yiwen.

Zhu Yiwen immediately understood, got up and followed, still suppressing a smile, but didn't dare to let it out.

The two went out one after the other.

Inside the elevator.

Liu Yifei put her hat and mask back on, and the "little fox" spirit she had shown during the negotiations was gone. She returned to the fairy-like beauty that the outside world was familiar with, though a faint, barely suppressed smile lingered at the corner of her mouth.

Zhu Yiwen finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Sissi".

"Isn't this question a bit too harsh?"

"That's mobile."

"Don't even mention fresh graduates like Jiang Bei."

"Even established entertainment companies would have to work themselves to the bone to get an endorsement of this caliber."

As he was talking, he started laughing first.

"Isn't this blatantly making things too difficult for them?"

Liu Yifei blinked.

"Is there?"

I feel fine.

He said that, but he was secretly a little smug.

In fact, before she came, she really didn't intend to make things difficult for Jiangbei.

I didn't intend to bargain when I bought the song.

I didn't expect a discount when I paid the bill.

They even prepared the cooperation agreement in advance.

The original plan was—

Discuss the plans, ask for their thoughts, and if it's about time, sign.

The results of it?

This guy talks about digital media all the time, and future trends all the time.

They acted as if to say, "You guys don't understand the industry at all."

They told it as if it were the truth.

Especially just now, that air of superiority he had made her teeth itch.

"Aren't you capable?"

"Then prove it to me."

Thinking of how Jiang Bei had clearly felt guilty but still insisted on negotiating, Liu Yifei almost burst out laughing.

Zhu Yiwen glanced at her.

"What if he can't do it?"

After those words were spoken, the atmosphere in the elevator suddenly became quiet.

Liu Yifei was slightly taken aback, and the smile on her face faded a bit.

In fact, she knew better than anyone that the endorsement was just an excuse.

What she really wanted to collaborate on was never an endorsement, but rather those two songs and "Hannah".

After she got home last night, she even read the script again.

The more I look, the more I like it.

If the collaboration really falls through because of an endorsement...

It seems a bit of a pity.

Thinking about this, she suddenly hesitated.

Could it be that they really treat him as just a tool for songwriting and screenwriting?

For some reason, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

But the next second, the pride that belongs to top female celebrities resurfaced.

We've already made the promise, we can't expect her to turn back now, can we?

After a moment of silence, she sighed softly.

"We'll see when the time comes."

"maybe……"

A slight smile appeared on her lips.

"That guy can really pull off some miracles."

Zhu Yiwen chuckled and shook his head, clearly not believing it.

The elevator doors slowly opened, and the two walked out of the building.

The nanny van was already parked at the door, and the driver quickly opened the door upon seeing it.

The two got into the car and left.

Meanwhile.

upstairs.

Jiang Bei was unaware that the reason he had suddenly encountered such a difficult problem was simply because he was usually too annoying and deserved a beating.

If he knew the truth, he'd probably vomit blood on the spot.

In the room, the computer screen was still stuck on page 12530.

Jiang Bei stared at the computer screen, remaining silent for a long time.

The huge "Public Beta" sign on the homepage looks rather rudimentary.

But at this moment, his mind was racing faster and faster.

Endorsements, ringtones, Liu Yifei, *The Return of the Condor Heroes*, *Hannah Montana*...

One by one, the previously scattered points suddenly began to connect.

The next second, Jiang Bei suddenly sat up straight.

and many more!

He seems to be overcomplicating things.

Why did China Mobile make 12530?

To sell ringtones.